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From out of deep space he comes, after surpassing all manner of obstacles, barriers, assassins, and prejudices against him, dispensing death arbitrarily unto lesser mortals along his way, Roy finally meets Tyrel in the high fortress of Tyrel's kingdom lair...
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[Roy:] "...Its not an easy thing to meet your maker."
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[Tyrel:] "And what can he do for you?" ________________________________________________________
[Roy:] "Can the maker repair what he makes?" ________________________________________________________
[Tyrel:] "Would you... like to be modified?" ________________________________________________________
[Roy:] "Had in mind something a little more radical." ________________________________________________________
[Tyrel:] "What... what seems to be the problem?" ________________________________________________________
[Roy:] "...Death." ________________________________________________________
[Tyrel:] "Death, well I'm afraid that’s a little out of my jurisdiction you-" ________________________________________________________
[Roy:] "I want more life... fucker." ________________________________________________________
[Tyrel:] "...The facts of life. To make an alteration in the evolvement of an organic life system is fatal, according sequence can not be revised once it's been established. ________________________________________________________
[Roy:] "Why not?" ________________________________________________________
[Tyrel:] "Because by the second day of incubation any cells that have undergone reversion mutations, give rise to reverent mutant colonies like... rats leaving the sinking ship. Then the ship... sinks." ________________________________________________________
[Roy:] "What about Eiamez recombination." ________________________________________________________
[Tyrel:] "We've already tried it, Ethyl Methane Sulfonate as an alkylating agent. The potent mutagen created a virus so lethal, the subject was dead before he left the table." ________________________________________________________
[Roy:] "Then a repress of protein, that blocks the operating cells." ________________________________________________________
[Tyrel:] "Wouldn't obstruct replication, but it does rise to an error in replication so that the newly formed DNA strand carries the mutation, and you've got a virus again, but uhh... this... all of this is... academic. You were made as well as we could make you." ________________________________________________________
[Roy:] "But not to last." ________________________________________________________
[Tyrel:] "The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long, and you have burned so very very brightly Roy. Look at you, Your the prodigals son. Your quite a prize." ________________________________________________________
[Roy:] "I've done, questionable things-" ________________________________________________________
[Tyrel:] "Also extraordinary things, you've reviled in your time." ________________________________________________________
[Roy:] "Nothing the god of bio-mechanics wouldn't let you into heaven for..." ________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________
Then, kissing Tyrel right on the mouth, Roy squeezes Tyrel's head between his hands until it pops!